Review: Sicario
Serviceable desolation.
Serviceable desolation.
Blends science-fiction with the attitude of a college grad with four popped collars.
History is written by victorious billionaire rappers.
Two people sharing sublime moments of uncool.
The minutia of what builds a personality in an extreme situation.
A dog-eared, virile action film that’s lucky to have Rebecca Ferguson as a saving grace.
The satirical, monstrous edge, far outweighs the surface stupidity.
The reason why movies were invented.
Nihilistic but wonderful.
A tense little sci-fi mystery with plenty to muse on
An entertaining compromise.
Furious 7 has a heightened sense of mortality giving the film stakes for once, born of tragic circumstances due to the passing of Paul Walker, handled deftly by director James Wan.
Takes the simple ‘behind enemy lines’ concept and turns it into something that resonates strongly within the historical context of the political instability of The Troubles.
Here comes the elevator pitch for Chappie; it’s Three Men and a Baby meets Short Circuit via Robocop minus the satire. Bonkers, right?
What a trip